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Holding a pot of wine, Luo Shaoyan sat on a chair outside, looking at Zhu Minglang, who was laughing inexplicably on the wide lawn from afar.

The cold wind blew, and Luo Shaoyan took a sip of wine and sighed softly: "Blame me, I shouldn't have brought him to play with such exciting things."

On the lawn, Zhu Minglang guided the spiritual energy out again and seriously reminded the elf of the blue firefly on his palm: "No need to give it to me anymore, this is used to protect you. Be good, you need to grow up now."

Firefly Ling looked at Zhu Minglang with big eyes, and finally shook the fluff all over her body, as if she wanted to give Zhu Minglang all the good things she had hidden.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head.

Xiao Yingling is still too young and has a little difficulty in communication.

After many unremitting efforts, Zhu Minglang finally made Xiao Yingling understand that you don’t have to give it to others, you can absorb it yourself.

Only then did the little fire spirit begin to absorb the spiritual energy in the fluff into his body.

A significant change occurred immediately on Xiao Yingling's body, and the fluorescent fluff in her body shone brightly, just like a very exquisite lantern made by some skilled craftsmen, which led all the fireflies in the forest to the stamens, allowing their special fluorescence to linger around the lanterns.

"Can it absorb??" Zhu Minglang said in surprise.

The spiritual energy was injected into Xiaoyingling's body. Xiaoyingling's body became a little more prosperous and her fluff became longer.

The breath of life is more vigorous, and you can even feel that its weight has changed.

It turns out that it can absorb spiritual energy too!

It's this elf that's too friendly.

It can obviously absorb it itself, but it stores the spiritual energy in the fluff, and then gives these precious spiritual energy to the first person who sees when he opens his eyes.

"Bobo~"

Xiao Yingling's screams were so cute, as if he was asking his master for a kiss.

Zhu Minglang also kissed it big, and then found that the little firefly spirit was sleepy, and his big eyes were hanging from time to time.

It should be because of the previous gifts that made it a little tired.

Zhu Minglang hugged it in his arms, feeling like he was hugging a fluffy pillow.

The friendly and selfless little fire spirit fell asleep deeply, and Zhu Minglang showed a satisfied smile.

This trip was not in vain.

I got such a very special young spirit.

If you can cultivate it well, if you can use its natural talent, it will be second to whether you can transform into a dragon. After all, such a moving spiritual well can already bring great help to yourself and other dragon pets!

...

After standing outside for a long time, the gambling dragon inside also went very enthusiastically.

Zhu Minglang originally wanted to see the Thunder Dragon Dragon Egg.

After all, the Thunder Dragon Egg is the highlight of this dragon betting.

As a result, Zhu Minglang was immersed in the gift of the little firefly spirit and missed the follow-up of the Thunder God Dragon Dragon Egg.

It seems that there is no fate.

Zhu Minglang didn't care either. He felt that if this little firefly spirit could be cultivated well, it might not be inferior to the thunder dragon.

There are also young dragons of powerful bloodlines, they are just rare.

But this kind of spiritual well elf is really rare. In short, Zhu Minglang has never heard of it!

Mr. Koi is right, and the potential of any little creature cannot be ignored.

There are relatively few powerful creatures, and there are hundreds of millions of small creatures in the world. In the end, some natural talents will be born with very special talents. With this ability to slowly cultivate them, their future achievements will even surpass those born dragons!

"I'm not alive!!!"

"I'm not alive anymore, don't stop me from any of you!!!"

"What a shit master, your eyesight is only worthy of going to the ranch to watch the cows!!"

In the palace, a ghost crying and howling sounded.

Mr. Han, wearing silk clothes, rushed out, roaring hoarsely, and kicked the black and white-haired dragon-knowing master beside him!

Zhu Minglang and Luo Shaoyan came back from outside and saw this scene.

What's going on??

Is Mr. Han, a Yin-Yang man, a crime of epilepsy?

"The tallest building, where is the tallest building in Mancheng? I will go to drink and watch the moon now. I don't care about this little money at all. It's just one million and seven million gold, I... I won't live anymore!!!" Han Su continued to wail outside the palace gate.

"Mr. Han is sad." said the queen of Xiayu Kingdom.

"You...you must be making trouble, what is Thunder God Dragon Dragon Egg, I think it's just a wild dragon egg. Your Xiayu Dragon Gambling Palace is deceiving us and returning the money to me. Take this broken wild dragon back to make wine by yourself!" Han Su said angrily.

There was a wild dragon beside him, a snake as small as a green bamboo, but was kicked away by Han Su in anger.

The Queen of Xiayu Kingdom was quick-eyed and quickly caught the little wild dragon, otherwise such a small wild dragon would have fallen seriously injured.

"There are risks in gambling dragons. Since Mr. Han knows it, why should he cry here? Come and see off the guests!" The Queen of Xiayu Kingdom said coldly.

Several guards in black appeared immediately and dragged Mr. Han out.

Han Su was in a state of dismay, and was like a pool of mud. When he was dragged away, he was still crying.

Not long ago, Mr. Han Su, who was still elegant and generous, would be no different from a disabled old dog. The style of painting became too big, which made Zhu Minglang forget to applaud for a while.

"Young Master Zhu, you see what I said before is right. This firefly spirit can bring good luck to people." The queen of Xiayu Kingdom immediately changed into a smile like a spring breeze and said to Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang held Xiao Yingling and nodded undeniably.

It seems that the protagonist of Tonight's Thunder Dragon Dragon Egg ends up with a wild dragon.

Mr. Han fought with others and spent 1.7 million gold. In the end, he got a wild dragon, which was not even a real dragon...

The queen is also funny.

What she called bringing good luck meant that Zhu Minglang escaped the Thunder Dragon Egg because of the Firefly Spirit, and did not even spend money to follow up for a round or two.

Compared with Han Su, Zhu Minglang's losses are really small.

Of course, others think Zhu Minglang is a loss, but Zhu Minglang knows that he will not change the real Lei Gonglong young dragon and he will exchange for the little fire spirit!

Some people collapse, others are happy.

As the protagonist, Lei Gong Dragon Egg was disappointed and lingering fear. However, some people still successfully bet on dragons and obtained high-blooded young dragons, worth more than two million gold. Its follow-up cost only tens of thousands gold, because no one is optimistic about this dragon egg...

In this way, Zhu Minglang felt even more that the art of knowing dragons was actually a metaphysical technique.

If you bet on dragons in the future, you must bring the Star Painting girl with you, and you will probably make a fortune!

"Queen Xiayu, I, Zhu Minglang, have received no rewards. Please hand over this 100,000 gold to the little maid beside you, and I would like to express my sincere thanks on my behalf. I like this little firefly spirit very much." Zhu Minglang said.
Chapter completed!